pjbooks Chapter 178 Sending him away
Chapter 178 Sending him away
Su Qingyao released her, looked at Ruan Xinhe's tearful eyes, and smiled slightly.
That smile was light and gentle, yet it concealed a heart-wrenching maturity.
"Go, send him away."
"I'll wait for him to come back."
Ruan Xinhe could no longer hold back and pulled her into her arms.
The slender girl in his arms was braver and more resolute than anyone else, as if she possessed boundless strength.
Ruan Xinhe's tears fell in a stream. "I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."
Her voice choked with emotion, but she tried her best to speak clearly, "The private jet and the medical team have all been arranged. I'll spend these next two days with him."
Su Qingyao nodded, snuggled gently against her, and then let go.
"it is good."
Su Qingyao returned to the ward and met Wen Yu's gaze as soon as she opened the door.
He had already sensed something.
The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with reluctance, sadness, and so many unspoken words.
Su Qingyao's heart clenched painfully.
But she can't cry.
She suppressed her surging emotions, raised the corners of her mouth, and pretended to be relaxed.
"The doctor said that your rib injury is relatively stable now, and you can go out for walks in a wheelchair."
She blinked, trying to appear normal. "After being cooped up in this hospital bed for half a month, am I about to go moldy?"
Wen Yu looked at her and gently shook his head.
"Every day with my baby is wonderful. I wish time could slow down. How could it get moldy?"
Su Qingyao almost burst into tears, and she turned around abruptly to push the wheelchair.
She was actually facing away from him, taking deep breaths and desperately trying to force back the tears.
Can't cry.
He mustn't see it.
Have a happy last two days.
Wen Yu sat on the bed, watching her trembling back, his eyes reddening.
His hands gripped the bed sheet tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Baby.
Baby.
Baby……
He kept shouting in his heart until his internal organs ached.
His eyes remained fixed on Su Qingyao, not looking away for a moment.
The countdown to parting has begun.
Every glance at the baby is one less glance you can have.
Then take a few more glances, just a few more glances.
See her in her eyes, in her heart, in her very bones.
Even during those days when we didn't see each other or contact each other, I could still think about it again and again, and recall it over and over again.
Su Qingyao finally calmed her breathing, turned around, and put on a smile again.
"Let's go." She pushed the wheelchair over and held out her hand. "Yu Yu, my darling, I'll take you outside to get some sun."
Wen Yu held her hand tightly.
"it is good."
The sunlight was faint.
The deep winter wind, carrying a biting chill, blew the last few withered leaves off the branches.
Su Qingyao pushed Wen Yu slowly through the hospital garden, the wheelchair making a soft rustling sound as it rolled over the frost-covered stone path.
Su Qingyao pushed very slowly, as if she wanted to walk this road to the ends of the earth.
Wen Yu sat in his wheelchair, wrapped in a thick cashmere blanket, tilting his head slightly back, savoring this rare moment outdoors.
But his peripheral vision kept falling on Su Qingyao behind him.
It landed on her hands pushing the wheelchair, on her wind-blown hair, and on her forced smile.
"Baby."
Su Qingyao lowered her head and leaned closer to him. "Hmm?"
"Stop it."
Su Qingyao parked her wheelchair under a bare old locust tree, its branches stretching towards the gray sky, like a silent plea to stay.
Wen Yu turned to look at her, "Talk to me."
Su Qingyao squatted down in front of him and looked up at him.
"OK."
Wen Yu reached out and gently stroked her face; his fingers were icy cold, but his movements were incredibly gentle.
"Tell me... what will you be like when I come back?"
Su Qingyao blinked, tilted her head, and really thought, "I don't know, but it must look really good."
Wen Yu gently brushed her cheek with his thumb. "Of course, baby is the most beautiful girl in the world."
Su Qingyao smiled and pressed her face against his palm. "Am I prettier than Aunt Ruan?"
Wen Yu nodded.
"If Aunt Ruan knew, she'd definitely call you an ungrateful wretch."
She thought about Wen Yu's question and answered seriously, "My hair... it'll probably grow down to my waist."
"But I need to gain some weight," she continued, her eyes already starting to redden, "so I have lots and lots of energy to think about you."
Wen Yu's eyes also reddened.
"The clothes..." She looked up at him, her eyes crinkling with tears, "I'll wear your favorite blue, okay?"
Wen Yu leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Okay." His voice was hoarse. "I've got it."
Su Qingyao stood up and walked around behind him.
"Let's go," she said, trying to sound cheerful, "there are still so many places I haven't taken you yet."
Wen Yu did not expose her barely concealed trembling.
He simply gave a soft "hmm".
For the next two days, everyone tacitly refrained from disturbing them.
They explored every accessible area.
I went to every corner of the garden, the hospital rooftop, and even sneaked out to the convenience store at the hospital entrance to buy a cup of hot milk tea.
Of course, Wen Yu could only watch as Su Qingyao drank, as he had strict dietary restrictions during his treatment, and Su Qingyao kept a close eye on him.
"No, you can't drink it!" Su Qingyao held the cup, looking unwilling.
Wen Yu pleaded with her, "Baby, just one bite, please?"
Su Qingyao couldn't resist his soft tone, so she straightened her face and made him take a small sip from the spot where she had drunk.
Wen Yu, who had succeeded, smiled especially happily, "So sweet, baby."
He stared intently at Su Qingyao, his eyes dark and unfathomable. "Like you."
"I knew it! You were going to be a slut!"
Wen Yu smiled as he looked at her sulking face.
They'll do it again next time.
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The night before they left, only the two of them were left in the ward.
Su Qingyao sat on the edge of Wen Yu's bed, leaning on his shoulder.
The wind howled outside the window, and a thin layer of condensation formed on the windowpane.
"Wenyu," she called softly.
"I'm here, baby."
"Once you get there, you must diligently seek treatment."
"it is good."
"Listen to the doctor."
"it is good."
She paused, her voice trembling slightly.
"They said... for the sake of the treatment's effectiveness, we cannot contact them."
Wen Yu stiffened for a moment, then held her tightly without saying a word.
Su Qingyao continued speaking, as if trying to convince herself.
"I know this is for your own good. Psychological intervention requires a completely closed environment, where you can't be exposed to external stimuli or experience significant emotional fluctuations..."
She couldn't continue.
Wen Yu held her even tighter, his voice soft and husky with suppressed emotion.
"Baby, wait for me."
Su Qingyao buried her face in his chest and nodded vigorously.
"I'll wait for you. We promised to stay together forever, and I can't go back on my word."
"Remember what you said, baby, forever and ever."
"You can't go back on your word."